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Dirty Minds....
*G* Okay, so....new game!!! I was thinkin' - I love my dirty mind. I love other people's dirty minds..and I love playing in those wonderfully woven dirty thoughts - even if they aren't about sex....so.
What if...we were to describe the sexuality/sensuality of something, without it being something sexual or sensual? I am copying a few of my posts from the "Dear *" thread to give you ideas. I was thinking for the game, we could do Dear **** (number of letters in the word you are writing to, to help us guess). Only rules: Nothing Hateful They can't be aimed at people, only at inanimate objects AND! Have Fun!!!!!!!!! :) Dear Bath, From the moment I laid eyes on your glistening waters, winking at me in the candle light, I knew you had to be mine. I couldn't wait to slip into you, engulfing myself in your essence. Letting you caress me softly with every little movement. You were hot and steamy at first, almost torching my skin with your touch. After a while you cooled off some, but still kept that underlying warmth. You were never cold to me. I could have soaked in your serenity all night long. Thanks for being there. Peacefully, Happy and Renewed Dear Sleep, Just one night, I long for you to be fully mine. I will happily give myself to you fully. You can savage my body and own my mind. You can slip in, lay me down and have your way with me until the time comes that I must force myself away from you, crawling out of bed, and beginning a new day..I know that you will not come so easily to me. You don't these days. When you have finally taken me, it's not long before I am left wanting for more, begging you to not stop...yet you do...and I find myself..awake. I'll be waiting... Ever, Stuck in Insomnia Dear Sleep, Since you would not come to me this evening, I shall come to you. I just hope when I get to our meeting place you will be ready for me. Please..take me. Only slightly, Desperate |
Dear ****,
I slipped into your silky softness early this evening. I was ready for a quiet evening at home, and you beckoned to me from afar. You wrapped yourself around me, touching me so softly, I almost wondered if you were there. I love the way you move with my body. You stay the perfect shade of red..and baby, we look good together! Sincerely, Happily Covered by You |
*Laughing* I embarrassed myself writing one of these & had to delete it before I posted it! But! I will add more later!! Come play!!!!! You can either guess or write your own, several can be going at once!!!
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Oh how love the sweet taste of you. The softness of you to the touch. And when all of you is gone. A sweet satisfaction follows. I will always crave and desire you my sweet... All My Love, A Chocolate Ho Ho Lover :) |
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Dear ******,
Your juices dripped all over my hand as I peeled your layers off. The second you touched my tongue, your sweetness brought a smile to my lips. You were delicious to the last drop!!! Your slices were perfection! Always, In the Mood for your Flavor |
Dear XXXXXX,
You have this energy flowing through you that shines bright. Even as I sit in darkness, you never cease to illuminate my being. As my fingertips glide across your smoothness I can read every emotion from within you as though they were my own. You open windows to the soul of the world and guide me through unlimited pleasure. |
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I need a shower, the cool, slippery, tingly...... :) |
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Dear ******, I lean in and feel warmth surround me... As I step closer your wetness begins to rain down on me... I lean further in and you run down my face... I turn around and let you rain down into my mouth... Oh the places you touch me... Sincerely... She who enjoys it hot and wet |
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ah... this one sounded like this wonderful friend i used to have... the ends of her rope would just touch me at mid thigh when i would move... because she was short... i always thought she was cute... she went from a vibrant blue to a faded blue so fast it seemed... oh damn... and you shouldve seen her hole. :| the best robe ever... (was it a robe? or am i fantasizing in left field???) |
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dear ******...
i love your scent... i hear you in the kitchen when i awaken and my senses automatically respond... following your smell... i hear the noises you make as you prepare yourself for me... i can only stand and stare most days... my mouth watering in anticipation of your heat as i put you in my mouth... my tongue burning from your touch... warming my entire body as you slide down my throat... i swallow all of you... enjoying you while you are hot... licking my lips to catch the last luscious creamy drips in my mouth... i want you today as i did yesterday... damn... i think i need more of you... i love you always... the one who keeps you grounded |
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dang... reading your examples... i really would like to know what you couldnt post!!! cmon... you can tell us... we wont tell anyone else.... trust us :| |
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Don't tell....keep it a secret :| |
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The Forbidden Post: Dear ******, (or Dear *********) Waiting for the moment when you are finally ready for me is killing me. My mouth is watering in anticipation. Your hot sauces touching my tongue make me long for more. My mouth closes around you, and sucks you in. Others may like you limp, but I find that a lil firmness is a good thing. I love the way you feel in my mouth. Your sauces cover my lips. You fill me completely. When I finally walk away from you, I am fully satisfied. Always, Sated |
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ah heck... if you cant share a bowl of spaghetti (???) with a neighbor... and i will never tell... lola said so too... so there is no reason to berate yourself for being such a wanton woman... |
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*Laughing* Exactly!!!! Even if ya do tell, it's kinda out there now, isn't it? *G* |
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Dear ********,
There are moments when it takes you just a minute to get up and running...you slowly warm up as you come to life. My fingers run nimbly over the right buttons, using our special word so that I can have better access to you. You let me in, not keeping any secrets from me. I am free to browse those things that you keep filed away any time I want. My hand closes around your 'special attachment' as I click my way around. My finger presses slightly against the button repeatedly through the night. You allow me to wander here and there, never worrying about what I am doing. You don't care if I play, or if I need time just for me. I trust completely that you will always be there when I need you. Waiting and ready. Sincerely, With Gratitude for Your Service |
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dear ***** ***** ******...
i find myself thinking of you at all hours... when i first see you exposed in front of me... my eyes skim down your lines... different parts of you making me pause to soak in what your essence is trying to impart to me... i see the marks of other lovers showing plainly on your body where they have left their signatures on you... the threads fall away from you... waiting on me... i check you for anything new... deciding where to touch first to see the evidence of your intercourse with so many august members... those members left a bit of themselves inside you... it is up to me to tease those out of you so that again you can make me feel so many intense emotions that all night long all i can do is go from one part of you to the next at a near frantic pace until finally... exhausted... i just cant take any more of you... skimming your body once more in case there is some part of you i didnt touch... thoughts of you ramble around inside me now... sincerely rlin |
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i have to say... the lovely OP is much more forthcoming than you! |
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*blinks at Lola* I do believe....mmhmm..yep..that's how it reads to me!! :) |
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I know you're in the kitchen...waiting. I try so hard to resist you, but I can feel you calling to me. The more I try to resist, the greater my obsession becomes. Finally I can't take it anymore and find you laying there on the table... Before I can change my mind i grab you with both hands a bury my tongue in your hole, tasting your sweetness, getting you all over my face. I am caught up in it all and eat you until i'm satisfied. I leave the room licking my lips and fingers... |
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Well you're in the right room....:chef: |
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Suspense can be a good thing....*chef* |
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